“Not at all. You had a great idea,” Dean said smiling.
A great idea!? Crazy! Sure, he was used to kiss a bunch of women. One more, one less, and what would it be for him? My blood was boiling...
“Good. So I’d say to begin with this auction. Let’s start from a ground of ten dollars. Who offers more?”
I saw a lot of hands rising. Women pushing to buy a Dean’s kiss. That madness went on for an endless time and when they reached a definitely insane sum, the auction closed. The lucky winner was a woman in her forties with short black hair, all redone. I was wondering if she was married.... and most of all if the husband had any idea of how much she’d spent to kiss Dean...
“Please, come forward Miss...”
“Cotter... Samantha Cotter,” she answered looking straight into Dean’s eyes.
“Perfect.
